If there’s one thing Tom Jr. never expected when he was born, of all the many things there is in life, it’s that he ended up being the younger brother for the psychotic Tom C. Jenkins. And no matter how he feels about it, he’s stuck with it… and he rather have it no other way.
Being the youngest of the two, Tom Jr. Jenkins was indeed quite the difference. For one, he was a lot more relaxed and more rational during perilous situations (usually Being the effect of Tom being the cause). He’s level-headed and usually knows when there’s actual danger ahead of them and would always try to steer Tom and his future sister-in-law, Betty, away from it. The problem is that it never works. This could be the effect of the way Jr. explains his issues with their hyper-fixation on excitement, which could best be described as a bit cynical and slightly harsh. But that’s the best reaction you could get out of someone who’s around 15-16 (depends on who’s writing him).
Another thing is how Jr’s legs are particularly presented as. And by that, I mean, he doesn't have any. It’s never known why he has this kind of disorder, what the disorder’s name even is or if it’s temporary or permanent. The main point is that Jr. really doesn’t mind it at the end of the day, considering he already knows how to walk properly despite the lack of thighs. The cool thing about it (at least in his eyes) is that he has a lot more advantages compared to Tom. He can hover longer by rapidly spinning his feet around like a fan and is alot faster than tom, causing some annoyance in his older sibling.
With all the chaos going on in his life, how he even gets time to go to school is a question not even the best professors can figure out. He usually hangs out with his neighbor, Bill, who lives across the street from the jenkins’. Now, if you thought that Jr was safe from the insanity outside the school brick walls, you’re heavily mistaked. All of the kids in his grade and even lower and above are just as nuts; always getting Jr in one predicament to the next. Filled with fights, teasing, zip-tied locker doors with all the pliers hidden away, sensitive boyfriends, etc. etc.
And despite all of that, once the day is done, he happily enjoys a pleasant relaxing session in his room; a heavily loud, rapid-fire insulting, 20 frames per second game session with bill calling on the other end… which could last a lovely 4-5 hours. Right in the middle of the night when Tom and Betty are trying to get their beauty sleep.
He may be different, but he’s just like the rest of the family… just not AS wild.
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